But I grab your hand and keep you from walking away just like that. I know I might catch a slap in my face cause by what I do now, but I just needed to do it right now, before my chance walks away like that. And so, when you're forced to turn around again I kiss you.

Probably I look just as shocked as she does. Why the hell did you do that? Oh right, to keep her from walking away... well done, you're dead Mac. I think but I'm not able to say anything. I just look at you, but my eyes tell the story.

I can't say anything right now just stare at him. Why did he do that? he showed me enough times that he's not interested why kissing me now. wait... "Mac if this is to keep me in NYC I can tell you it's not gonna work you are only pushing me away like this!"

"It wasn't to keep you here, Stella. You already said you'll stay. I did it because I meant it, but maybe I should have stayed in my save shell, that one I crawled into after Claire died. All I am rewarded with when I dare to come out seems to be getting even more hurt. But fine, I get it!" I say now obviously upset and turn to leave, again. I'm done fighting this battle.

"MAC TAYLOR!" I yell through the street so you can hear it loud and clear. I quickly follow you, grab your arm and turn you around "Your timing is terrible Mac, you know I love you and I thought I showed it enough time and you never acted on it and now you're saying you meant it! how do you expect me to believe that? now you act like i've hurt you.. imagine how many times you've hurt me..." I whisper so no one can hear it but still have frustration in my voice

I just look at you, remose and love in my eye."I'm sorry Stella. I... I never wanted to hurt you... now you know why I said I was a coward. Never dared to come out of my shell, afraid to loose you." I say only loud enough for her to hear.

I actually find myself to be glad that it turned out like that, though I'm sure it's far from over. I'll get my ass kicked properly later. I'm sure, but right now I am captured in a kiss I never want to end and much like Stella I don't care about the people around us. "I know." I say when I pull back in need of air.